really missing was being with an older man. Travis had ignited a craving inside of me. I soon found myself going to the swanky hotels in elegant dresses hoping to attract an older man. I was always successful. I had a new sexual addiction and I was indulging in it every chance I got.
THE END
Alice and the Older Man
When I turned eighteen, I was off moving from a small town to an exotic city. I was on a flight as soon as I graduated from high school. I was excited to have all new experiences in my life. However, I didn’t know that the best and new experiences would come from meeting an older man, especially because I was a virgin. He was a high-powered billionaire with a lot of experience, and I was a young woman with no experience. What ended up happening was very erotic and hot. Having spent all my life in Minnesota, moving to London had always been a fantasy. I longed to explore the historical city. I had the opportunity to move when my older friend Samantha offered me an opening at her suit tailor boutique. It was the type of place that only the wealthy could afford, wealthy men that is. All the items were tailor made to fit and you had to set an appointment. It was quickly gaining a reputation amongst the rich and famous and she needed help as soon as possible. I had worked in a similar boutique since I was sixteen and I made my own clothes, so she trusted me to hit the ground running on my first day. Samantha and I had been friends for two years. I knew her through my aunt. Samantha was in her thirties, much older than I was. I was fortunate to have her let me stay in her London townhouse in the fashionable area of Mayfair and she also had given me a part time job. It was more than most people my age got when moving to London. I felt very successful to have all of that, but it was only until much later did I see true success, the success of this older man named Mr. Rake who was a dashing billionaire.
I had been living in London for only a couple of days. I was settling in nicely having done things like getting my oyster card for the amazing public transportation system. I had unpacked and had become somewhat acquainted with the area. I absolutely loved it. Everywhere you turned there was a very old palace, castle, or building of historical significance. It really did feel like I was living in a land of English fairy tales, and I had a smile one my face most of the time.
I sat in Samantha’s Victorian townhouse at the kitchen counter drinking English tea with milk. I had tried to drink tea more instead of coffee to become accustomed to the British ways. I looked around the room and saw just how busy and successful Samantha was. No wonder she needed my help. I grabbed an English muffin and spread warm butter on it and snacked while I watched her work in fervor. She had designs laid out all over the tables, all over the floors, as well as pinned on the walls. This was her home office, even though she also had an office at the boutique as well. She was a busy woman, and it didn’t stop just because I had arrived. She had just received an enormous amount of orders for Paris. She looked at me sadly and said, “Alice, I apologize for being a bad host. I am terribly sorry that I have not had time to show you around London, and even more still that I have to ask, could you please cover the boutique today? I know it’s only your sixth day there, but I have a very significant and wealthy client coming in and I don’t trust him in anyone’s hands but yours. I normally see him myself but I have to get this done and out the door today.”
“Of course, I didn’t have any big plans on my day off anyway and I am so grateful to you for setting me up here in London. I am still getting to know the city and I would probably just spend my day off taking the wrong trains on the tube and busses. I would love to take care of your client for you, it’s the least I can do, and I am a big girl and I can handle a VIP
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